<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6515835474143134481</id><updated>2011-07-07T16:54:14.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my world</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordsthatarehardtosay.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6515835474143134481/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordsthatarehardtosay.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nellie Samsudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003338823460566253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6515835474143134481.post-7286566957725256693</id><published>2010-01-24T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T09:25:18.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>=/</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;JRX ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my playful♥ &amp;amp; Wild♥ ermm. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;c-rious =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovemisslovemisslovemisslovemisslovemisslovemisslovemisslovemiss ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Falling in love is easy, staying in love requires work.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You should never love someone more than yourself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I stopped fighting for you because you told me to, not because i stopped loving you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6515835474143134481-7286566957725256693?l=wordsthatarehardtosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordsthatarehardtosay.blogspot.com/feeds/7286566957725256693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wordsthatarehardtosay.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6515835474143134481/posts/default/7286566957725256693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6515835474143134481/posts/default/7286566957725256693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordsthatarehardtosay.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='=/'/><author><name>Nellie Samsudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003338823460566253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6515835474143134481.post-3074063964424681212</id><published>2010-01-23T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T09:35:53.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Silent Communication&lt;br /&gt;A look, a smile, a touch&lt;br /&gt;A promise of things to come&lt;br /&gt;But within the soft, slow exchange of a kiss&lt;br /&gt;Lies the promise Of something deeper&lt;br /&gt;Expectations that the best is yet to be&lt;br /&gt;Not a word need be said&lt;br /&gt;For with the exchange of lips&lt;br /&gt;Comes an exchange of minds.&lt;br /&gt;Silent communication?&lt;br /&gt;Or fireworks exploding within,&lt;br /&gt;Starbursts in myriad colors&lt;br /&gt;Diffused and permeating our bodies&lt;br /&gt;With their expanding warmth,&lt;br /&gt;The gift of a kiss, Is a silent exchange&lt;br /&gt;No ribbons or wrapping paper required&lt;br /&gt;The only wrapping&lt;br /&gt;Is of our arms around each other&lt;br /&gt;As we communicate so much, unspoken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fcuked up over love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;give up over love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;guys are totally sucks when they're jerks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;especially &lt;s&gt;mboys&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i don't mind waiting like a fool for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;true love as long i won't get hurt another time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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Samsudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003338823460566253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6515835474143134481.post-3460921245584884400</id><published>2010-01-23T09:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T09:32:08.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why lie?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i thought everything was ok but it was fake..&lt;br /&gt;i thought you were happy but it was a lie..&lt;br /&gt;i was yours and you were hers...&lt;br /&gt;you were living in my heart but sleeping with her&lt;br /&gt;u said u loved me&lt;/span&gt; ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Samsudin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17003338823460566253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6515835474143134481.post-8675793056518891715</id><published>2010-01-23T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T09:25:03.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Being far away from you,&lt;br /&gt;Each time I think about it, my eyes with tears.&lt;br /&gt;This the most difficult part of my everyday life&lt;br /&gt;Sitting here in my peaceful room, but my mind wasn’t.&lt;br /&gt;I’m calling out your name again and again&lt;br /&gt;But even I shout it so loud&lt;br /&gt;You can’t hear me, because you’re far away…&lt;br /&gt;Wish I’m your bed,&lt;br /&gt;So I can relax with you.&lt;br /&gt;Wish I’m your pillow,&lt;br /&gt;So I can feel your hug each night.&lt;br /&gt;Wish I’m your blanket,&lt;br /&gt;So I can give you my warm embrace.&lt;br /&gt;Wish I’m your stuff toys,&lt;br /&gt;So I can watch you asleep all through the night.&lt;br /&gt;Wish I’m your cell phone,&lt;br /&gt;So I can hear your voice everyday to heal my tiredness.&lt;br /&gt;Wish in just one snap of my finger I’m with you,&lt;br /&gt;So I can kiss you goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;I wish you’re not far away from me.&lt;br /&gt;So I stop wishing each night.&lt;br /&gt;I wish… I wish…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6515835474143134481-8675793056518891715?l=wordsthatarehardtosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordsthatarehardtosay.blogspot.com/feeds/8675793056518891715/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6515835474143134481.post-4308859598540715445</id><published>2010-01-23T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T09:21:47.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>=X</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;If I have ever hurt your feelings, i'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;If I have ever been unkind to you, i'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;If I have ever been rude to you, i'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;If I Was not there for you when you needed me, i'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;If i ever ignored you in any way, i'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;If I didn't treat you with the utmost respect, i'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;If I ever made you cry, i'm sorry,&lt;br /&gt;If I ever didn't give you the time you deserve, i'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;If I didn't give you a hug or smile, i'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;But I'll never be sorry for your friendship, it means the world to me.&lt;br /&gt;I love you my friend always!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6515835474143134481-4308859598540715445?l=wordsthatarehardtosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordsthatarehardtosay.blogspot.com/feeds/4308859598540715445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wordsthatarehardtosay.blogspot.com/2010/01/x.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6515835474143134481/posts/default/4308859598540715445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6515835474143134481/posts/default/4308859598540715445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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